Little Mr. is one hundred years old

The last time Qing Huan saw Wu Jizi, Wu Jizi's eyes were full of resentment and sarcasm, as well as deep unwillingness - Qing Huan didn't take it seriously at the time, but she didn't expect that it would cause a catastrophe for her future.

Mr. Ren said that Wu Jizi had been paying attention to him all the time, and he had done a lot of things to lead him to the point of no return... So, in the past thousands of years, he had been reincarnated for several lives, and Wu Jizi didn't know how to interfere. How many times have I met them, maybe they have passed by, but I don't know.

Qing Huan saw that the shining jade bi was flickering more and more intensely, so she stopped in her tracks.There is a house in front of you, a house with extremely strong reverse magnetism, let alone an ordinary person, even if they see it, they will instinctively avoid it and walk away.

"I don't like this place." Seeing that Qing Huan was about to walk in, M took his hand.

"It would be strange if you like it." Qing Huan let go of his hand: "You don't have to follow."

"You want to go in alone?" M frowned, with a rare dignified expression.

"He won't like extra people going in." Qing Huan said, "I know his character."

"joyous."

M seldom calls Qing Huan directly by his name, but he does so now to show that he is really worried.

"This is a matter between Wu Jizi and me. Sooner or later we have to settle it face to face," Qing Huan said slowly, "If someone else goes in with me, it might be bad."

"If he hurts you..."

Qing Huan spread out her palms and showed M her palms, where the black mark was obvious: "If I can't handle it, I will find you."

M paused before nodding: "Don't hold on."

"it is good."

Qing Huan smiled at M before turning around and walking towards the gate of the house. As he got closer to the gate, he felt that the magnetic field became more and more elastic.Qing Huan was unaffected, he stood in front of the gate, and Qing Huan was about to knock on the door, when the lion head on the knocker suddenly changed, its appearance was distorted and hideous, and then opened its bloody mouth at him— ——Qing Huan's eyes darkened, his movements were extremely fast, and he directly melted two pieces of red talisman paper, and put his two hands on the beast's head neatly, one at a time, and the beast's head froze in an instant, and then turned back It turned out to be a still life.

Qing Huan stopped knocking on the door, and directly bit her finger, and drew a symbol of lifting the ban on the gate with blood——the reason why he is so familiar with this "gate control" is because this gate control is the place where thousands of In [-], after Wu Jizi was kicked out of the prohibition of their master, he changed the prohibition with magic, so unless he allowed, Wu Jizi could never go back—now, Wu Jizi used the original prohibition ——It seems that he is still brooding over the events of that year.

After the ban was contacted, the door was opened.Qing Huan walked in, and what she saw was a quiet garden, except for the flickering lights of the lanterns in the corner of the corridor, there was nothing else.

Qing Huan walked towards the lobby facing her, when she heard a "bang" from behind, and the door closed automatically.

Just at this time--

Qing Huan murmured in his heart, the mahogany sword that he used to use had already melted in his hand, he closed his eyes, not looking at the monsters and ghosts that appeared in the darkness and rushed towards him at the same time, the mahogany sword in his hand had already moved—— His movements were very fast, those things could not wait to devour Qing Huan, who exuded a delicious smell, only caring about his own desires, and they had already been dealt with before they had time to react.The ghost turned into smoke and dissipated, and the monster was torn apart, leaving only its ugly body writhing on the ground. Red, black, and green blood mixed together in the cobbled courtyard, making it even more disgusting.

Qing Huan, dressed in white, stood in the middle, the moonlight shone on him, but it made him feel more holy and refined.He leaped forward, and the mahogany sword in his hand touched a person standing there who did not know when. He was wearing a green shirt, his face was calm, and his eyes were calm.Qing Huan narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes were cold, and the corners of her lips twitched——

"Mr. Ren, long time no see."

Mr. Ren sighed softly: "I'm waiting for you."

Qing Huan looked at her mahogany sword that was still stained with the slime of those monsters, and smiled lightly: "Is Mr. Ren afraid of death?"

"If you want to kill me," Mr. Ren said slowly, "then please let me fulfill my wish."

Qing Huan withdrew the sword: "Then please take me to see him now, Mr. Ren."

"it is good."

Qing Huan followed Mr. Ren and walked into the lobby step by step. The lobby was dark, only the innermost lamp could be seen, and the lamp was reflected on the wall. Qing Huan saw the figure on the wall.

Qing Huan held his breath, of course he would recognize that figure.

With a "snap", Mr. Ren clapped his hands, and the lights and candles in the room lit up at the same time, and the room was instantly brightened.

Qing Huan saw that on the couch by the wall, the man was dressed in black, with a chessboard in front of him, he was playing chess with himself - and on the couch opposite him, there was a small body lying quietly - - It's Chirp.

He turned his head, a face that was clearly upright was full of evil spirits——

"Senior brother, long time no see, your skill has indeed regressed, it took you so long to come in."

With a smiling tone, he was just as cynical as back then, but Qing Huan could no longer treat him as the brat he was back then.

He is a very dangerous man now.

"Wu Jizi, unexpectedly, we will meet again one day."

"That's right, senior brother must have forgotten me a long time ago." Wu Jizi laughed: "Ever since the day I was expelled from the teacher's door, senior brother probably won't think of my existence. But, I didn't, I've been thinking about my brother."

Qing Huan's expression froze: "Thank you, Junior Brother, for thinking about me."

"Brother, since we are reunited, how about we talk about it first?" Wu Jizi invited.

His nonchalant appearance made Qing Huan even more cautious.

"Just talking by hand?"

"Of course there is a gamble." Wu Jizi nodded at the mole at the corner of his eye, the corner of his mouth raised.

"What bets?"

"If senior brother wins, he can take away whoever you want."

"What if I lose?"

"Then senior brother can't go back."

Qing Huan was silent for a while, nodded: "Okay."

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Inside Rosepie's.

"Miss, this is your cake." Gu Yuehua put the wrapped cake on the cash register and said with a smile.

"Thank you boss."

"Shop Manager, you are more handsome today than yesterday."

Gu Yuehua still had a perfect smile: "Even if you praise me, you can't discount it."

The two girls stuck out their tongues and laughed.

"Shop Manager, can we really not take a photo together?" In a coquettish tone.

"Sorry, no."

"The store manager is so cold..."

"Yes."

Gu Yuehua smiled and took out two cup cakes from the glass cabinet: "This is a new flavor, please two ladies to taste."

"Ah... the store manager changed the subject like this..."

Gu Yuehua took money from two girls. When he was looking for change, his hands trembled for some reason, and the coins in his hands spilled on the ground. He bent down to pick up the coins, but found that his hands were still shaking—why? ...

Dragon Palace.

"Mr. Long, this is an invitation card from Taiwei Yuqing Palace. It is said that it is a banquet for all the immortals in the future. I invite Mr. Long to come too."

Long Zhao took it over and took a general look, "Tianzun is really kind, and invited a banquet just to break the shell of a spiritual egg. Okay, tell the person here, I will come over then."

"Yes."

"There are also these, which are daily written notes, which need the signature of Lord Long." The servant boy brought up another stack of written notes.

"it is good."

Long Zhao opened the written note, picked up the pen, dipped in the ink, and began to sign. However, when the pen was lifted, his mind went blank for a moment. For some reason, he couldn't write the pen. The ink dripped down on the golden written note. It melted away.

"Long Jun, what's the matter?" the servant boy asked.

"I..." Long Zhao held his forehead, but was suddenly speechless.

what happened……

Chung Group.

"Okay, this is the end of today's meeting." Zhong Li gave an order, and those subordinates got up one after another, and left the meeting room one by one—their boss may look like a child, but they all know how terrifying the boss is. At the same time, it is a dictatorship that says one thing and turns it into a quasi-dictatorship.

After the others left, the secretary came in with a cup of coffee: "Mr. Zhong, just made Blue Mountain."

"En." Zhong Li went to pick it up blankly, but he didn't catch it, and the coffee poured on his suit.

The secretary turned pale with fright—"Mr. Zhong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I didn't mean it, Mr. Zhong..." She clearly saw Mr. Zhong reaching out to pick it up, thinking he had caught it, but...it was over... ...She shouldn't be fired...

The secretary was about to cry.

Zhong Li shook his head: "It's okay, you go out first."

The secretary almost ran away from the meeting room.

Zhong Li took off his suit, he was also surprised, just now he caught it, but he couldn't control his hand, it was his own fault, of course he wouldn't blame the secretary.

It's just that I don't know what's going on, so I feel restless...